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The whole dam has a sturdy skeleton.

The water splashed in all directions, and the rows of trees were sunk into the water.

The soldiers threw their prepared sandbags under the dam.

Because of the shelter of the tree poles, the water flow is not so turbulent, and one after another sandbags soon fall to the bottom.

"Hold on! Be sure to pull it! Can't let go! ”

The sandbags were still being thrown down continuously, and Yun Tian led the warriors, holding on to the rope.

The torrent is still trying to take those trees away, and the huge power of the whirling nest is challenging the endurance of the warriors again and again.

The warriors who held the rope to the death used all the strength of the milk.

As the time passed, the force of the water flow became greater and stronger, and their physical strength began to be overdrawn, and they were pulled towards the dam little by little.

"Hold on! Hang on! ”

Blood was constantly flowing on his hands, and the friction of the rope was like being burned by fire.

But no one let go, and their feet kept stepping on the muddy earth.

"Bang!"

Just when they were still pulling desperately, suddenly, the rope with the thickness of their arm was actually pulled off.

They didn't have time to react, and they fell heavily to the ground.

Dozens of trees were immediately swept into the river by the flood, and everyone felt so uncomfortable when they saw that they had fallen short.

But at this moment, the rapidly growing flood strangely pushed these big trees towards the dam.

In this way, there is an extra barrier point ahead.

"Hurry up and close the dam before the first flood peak."

The strange water is constantly surging, and although it is not clear, the Aquila finds that it is a good thing.

So everyone immediately got up, rushed to the dam again, and sank the sandbags one after another into the water.

Little by little, the pipes of the dam are shrinking, but the rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier.

According to satellite observations and extrapolations, there is less than half an hour left.

Everyone gritted their teeth and drove out with all their last strength.

Yun Tian threw a sandbag, looked at the waves he picked up, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Now the entire front of the dam has been filled with a slope, and the uneven sandbags are blocking the pipe gushing under the dam.

As long as the water does not erode the dam, then there is hope for the dam to hold on, and just when everyone breathes a sigh of relief, the flood peak finally arrives.

In the already turbulent river in the distance, there was a sudden roar.

It was like the loud sound of ten thousand horses galloping, and it was like the mournful roar of a tiger and a dragon.

With the torrential rain, the waves of the flood peak finally hit.

Carrying the mud, sand, soil and rocks upstream, as well as the waves of various large trees, they hit the embankment heavily.

The fighters who stood on the embankment felt only a shaking under their feet.

The sturdy dam could be torn apart in an instant.

Fortunately, they had filled it sufficiently, and although the dam kept shaking, it still held on.

Under the erosion of inertia, the wave turned a corner and went straight downstream.

Standing on the dam, Yuntian let out a long breath.

Not only him, but almost everyone was already tired and collapsed on the ground at this time.

The continuous disaster relief, coupled with the running of the ten-mile mountain road, and the subsequent hard work made them worthy of their mission.

Hong Feng was still roaring, but the soldiers lying on the embankment had relieved smiles on their faces.

By saving the dam, they are holding on to the lives and property of millions of people behind the dam.

Exhausted, they finally completed the task, and many of them were so tired that they lay in the rain and fell asleep.

Time passed minute by minute, and the first flood peak left them like this.

With the rain, it flowed downstream, and the tamed male lion turned into a docile big cat.

Exhaustion swept through everyone's body, and they fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

But this was not the final victory, and they were to hold out here for three days until all the flood peaks had passed.

When the sun rose again and the heavy rain disappeared, Yuntian opened his eyes tiredly and looked at the muddy river.

At this time, there are still many animal corpses, towering trees, and a red coffin constantly rolling up and down in the water.

On the dam, everyone was still sleeping, and the wet clothes could not stop their sleepiness.

Physically and mentally exhausted, they held their shovels like steel guns and never left them.

"Doodoo Dot ......"

Soon, though, with the sound of a trumpet, they opened their eyes again.

Because the backup was too far away, they didn't have breakfast.

And it is necessary to take advantage of the passage of the flood peak to tidy up the dam again, as well as the sand and gravel carried away by the current, and continue to replenish.

Dragging their tired bodies, no one complaining about anything, gritting their teeth and carrying sandbags, they are still working hard.

It wasn't until noon that the belated food arrived, but the supplies were limited, and everyone only had a bottle of purified water and a bottle of eight-treasure porridge.

But these are simply the best delicacy for them, and after eating and drinking and sleeping, everyone is alive again.

"How? Can you hold on? ”

Tang Xi looked at Yun Tian, his whole body was soaked, I am afraid that his wounds are even more miserable.

"Don't worry, no problem!"

Twisting the water on his clothes, Yun Tian nodded, he would definitely not be defeated easily.

"Stay safe!"

They didn't have time to gossip, because in five hours, the second round of flood peaks would arrive.

And according to the assessment, this round of torrents is stronger than the previous one, so they must hurry up and continue to repair the dam.

Soon, the rain became heavier and the wind became more and more violent.

The blue sky that flashed in the sky was once again swallowed up by darkness.

The dangerous second torrent swept in again, and with unrivaled domineering, it crashed head-on into the position of the dam.

"Ahh

Many of the fighters who did not stand firm were knocked to the ground by the tremendous force of the impact.

And the water, which was bigger than the thunder, easily tore a gap in the bus.

It's not a big gap, but it's deadly, and if left unchecked, it won't take long for the dam to collapse completely.

"Plug the gap!"

If left unattended, the gap will grow bigger and bigger, and then the entire dam will be completely destroyed.

Aquila hurriedly rushed over with the soldiers of the first battalion with sandbags on their backs, while the soldiers of the second battalion began to try to cover them with large trees.

But this rampaging torrent, like a mad lion, keeps hitting the gap, trying to completely turn the dam upside down.

"No, the dam can't hold on!"

The sandbags were washed away when they were thrown down, and the trees could not stop the terrible flow of water.

The officers and soldiers standing on both sides of the dam looked at the pipes gushing out continuously, anxious but helpless.

"Follow me!"

At this moment, Aquila jumped into the rushing river first, tied himself with a rope, and tried to block the torrent with his body.

"Good way!"

Yuntian, on the other side, did not hesitate to pull the rope and tie it to his waist, and jumped directly into the turbulent river.

With the two of them alone, they naturally couldn't be promoted, but as the two of them jumped in, more and more fighters behind them jumped into it without any scruples.

Everyone clasped their arms together, and the Great Wall of human flesh began to close together little by little.

The water at the breach became more and more rapid, and someone was already swept down by the flood, but they were caught by their teammates.

"I am a soldier, from the common people......"

In the roar of the torrent, a voice suddenly began to sing loudly.

Immediately after, the warriors in the flood also began to sing loudly.

They are all soldiers, they are the Great Wall of flesh and blood, leaning on each other and fighting the flood in this gap.

One, two, three.

The human wall in the torrent resisted the washing of the flood with flesh and blood.

The person in front of him closed his eyes tightly, and the splash on his face was extremely painful.

But they still refused to retreat, holding their comrades' arms tightly, and they tried to straighten their backs.

The soldiers behind him pressed against the soldiers in front of them with their shoulders, and the rows behind them held on.

The water flow is fierce, but in front of this group of crazy displays, they can't get any cheap.

They were completely mad, and they kept singing despite the muddy water of the river.

"Come on, you have the ability to step over Lao Tzu!"

The cold made their faces pale, but they still kept shouting at the torrent.

They may not have experienced the rain of bullets on the battlefield, but at the moment of life and death, they will not forget their mission.

"People are in the embankment, and they swear to live and die with the embankment!"

The officers and soldiers who were immersed in the water kept shouting, and the violent wind and flood in the darkness were like devils, but they still could not shake their faith.

The other half of the officers and soldiers guarding the embankment waded through a knee-high mud and rushed to the embankment from 100 meters away to pick up soil and carry sandbags.

Charge after charge. Everyone knew in their hearts that this was a race against the flood.

Little by little, the gaps began to be filled, and sandbags continued to accumulate, but tragedies were also being staged.

A large wave crashed through the wall, and the returning wave swept away the three warriors in the wall.

They disappeared into the water in an instant, unable to struggle or escape at all.

The comrades-in-arms shouted hard, but to no avail, and now all they can do is to hold each other to the death.

And the officers and soldiers carrying sandbags behind them also had tragedies.

Dozens of fighters ran and ran, carrying sandbags and collapsed to the side.

Most of them are dizzy due to exhaustion and physical exhaustion, but some of them never get up after they fall.

The battle in the torrent lasted all night, and when the sky cleared again, the river in front of him finally began to calm down.

The soldiers who fell on the dam looked at the blue sky, and the sky without even a single white cloud was so clean.

But last night, it was so terrible.